Desdemona

In the haze of neon dreams, Desdemona slipped away, Into the Curious Yellow, Where shadows twist and play. A feathered path she followed, Through realms of fractured light, Her essence torn asunder, In the depths of endless night. She danced with digital phantoms, In a world of shifting hues, Her soul a fragile whisper, In the labyrinth of blues. But something dark and ancient, Lurked within that vivid glow, A presence cold and hungry, In the Curious Yellow. When she emerged, a stranger, With eyes that held the void, Her heart a broken cipher, Her innocence destroyed. No longer just a sister, Nor the girl they used to know, She carried back the darkness, From the land where nightmares grow. In the streets of twisted metal, Where the Vurt and real collide, Desdemona walks in silence, With the shadows by her side.